Saya wasn't a big fan of math. There were certain sciences that couldn't hold her interest. But what she hated most about her school day was lunch. The food in the cafeteria was appalling. Not just because Saya's upbringing gave her a refined taste, but because before coming to Kadic Academy, she cooked most of her meals herself. Unfortunately, she didn't have access to a kitchen here and had no choice but to eat the cafeteria food or starve, which some days was very tempting. As she went through the line receiving her food, she kept a neutral expression on her face, hiding her disgust with practiced ease. She politely declined the gray goop that was being passed off as gravy, as she would rather eat her turkey dry than with that crap on there.

Finally she had her poor excuse for a meal. Normally Saya would have eaten outside, alone, but after XANA's first attack and her introduction to her comrades at arms, she had a duty to sit with them. She had yet to call them friends, or even trust them to have her back in battle, but you didn't choose your allies sometimes. It would take time, but Saya believed she would come to trust her allies. She scanned the room for any of her comrades, but didn't find them. They must have still been in line, or had decided starving would be better than the so called food that was being served. Saya scoped out an empty table and made her way over to it. She took a seat and for a moment did nothing but stare at the food in front of her.

Reluctantly she picked up her utensils and got a scoop of her mashed potatoes. They were bad, she found, but very obviously instant and not home made. They had that powdered, from a box taste to them. The carrots were overcooked and mushy, but at least they weren't overly salty this time. The turkey was dry, but had decent flavor. The garlic bread was bland and not really worth mentioning. It wasn't the worst meal she had eaten since coming her, but it certainly wasn't the best either. At least everything was warm and semi-edible. As she began to mix everything on her plate together, in hopes to make it a little better, Saya glanced around the room again. She scanned for any of her comrades, or anything out of the ordinary, ever vigilant and keeping an eye out for anything that could have been a XANA attack.